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He then took my hand and started walking without saying anything. Once we were outside, Kartik asked me.
Kartik: I am taking you to my hotel room, any problems?
I loved the way he controlled the situation. He was still asking for my permission as if I had the power to say no. My brain was trying to remind me that I was married, but the body had taken away that thought and dismissed it as soon as it came.
I couldn’t say Yes, though my body was just like a puppet following its puppeteer for the night. I just stood with my lips slightly open, thinking of what to say. Before I could say anything, he took my silence as a yes and just took me to the car with my hand in his.
While driving, we didn’t talk at all. My pussy was already wet in anticipation. It was a rather short drive, and we reached it in barely 5 minutes. It was an upscale hotel that he had put up in.
He was collecting his keys at the reception. The manager looked at me from the side of his eyes, from top to bottom. Then he smiled and got back to Kartik.
Manager: I will require ID proof if she is going to be staying with you.
Kartik (in an authoritative tone): She’s my wife. I just picked her up from the airport.
I felt a certain pride in his lies that he was calling me his wife. The manager meekly just said okay and handed over the keys.
I was quivering and had barely anything to say as he took me by the hand again towards the elevator. I knew that he was going to fuck me nothing less than a whore tonight. I was excited and scared at the same time.
Mentally, I was a puddle, but physically, I was ready to be banged by him for all that he did to me in the pub. He had turned me on pretty badly. There was no chance that I would deny him.
As soon as we got into the room, he closed the door. He pushed me into the wall and started kissing me like crazy. I responded to his kiss with just as much passion. He started pressing my boobs, making me certain that they were his favourite part of my body.
He also removed my hijab quickly and took me to bed without ever breaking the kiss. There, we removed each other’s clothes down rather quickly till we were both fully naked. I could see his cock hard and ready to explore the depths of my body. It was medium-sized, about 6.5″, but pretty thick.
Without wasting a second, he pulled me to the edge of the bed. He stood by the side and pushed his cock into my pussy. I was already wet all this while, so it was a surprise but not painful. He pushed it all the way in just 2 strokes. My pussy was still getting used to the sudden intrusion, but he just kept fucking me.
I cum hard, but he didn’t stop and kept fucking me. He was controlling his speed very nicely, sometimes powerful strokes, slow, sometimes fast. We just kept looking into each other’s eyes while he did this. He fucked me for good 15-20 minutes, and without warning, he cum inside me.
He pulled his dick out and, without saying anything, went to the washroom. I just lay there on the bed. I was reeling from how he made me feel, basking in the post-coital pleasure. I thought he was done. I grabbed a box of tissues on the side table and cleaned my pussy.
I got up from the bed and was about to wear my clothes. He came out, and I saw he was hard again. He pulled me to the corner and made me sit at a table. I was trying to get out of his grip with empty words, not really pushing him away or stopping him.
Haya: I thought you would fuck me once and then drop me back.
He just held my hands in his on the sides of my body. I placed his dick at my pussy and pushed his cock back in slowly.
Kartik: You aren’t the kind of woman anyone can leave after fucking once.
He bent down to kiss me on the neck and whispered into my ears.
Kartik: I am going to fuck you all night tonight.
Haya: That’s not what we decided.
Kartik: Do you mind that I lied? You have come by your wish, and now I will fuck you till I wish.
We were talking, and all this while he kept fucking me with slow deep strokes.
Haya: How can you do this? I am someone’s wife.
Kartik: When did I say you aren’t someone’s wife? But tonight, you are mine, my wife, my slut, my whore, my sex doll.
All his words pushed me over the edge. I cum all over his cock again, one of the strongest orgasms of my life.
Kartik: Don’t forget to take pills in the morning. We are just having fun here.
And he cum inside me again, shooting ropes of his hot cum in my pulsating pussy. I was at the peak of my enjoyment. I had completely surrendered myself to him to do as he pleases. He took me to bed, and we cuddled there for a while. We were doing some naughty pillow talk.
I was blushing like a schoolgirl all the time basking in the feeling of how good he made me feel. He was pumping my boobs and sucking my milk all this while, his favourite part of my body. He kissed me once in a while and kept kissing different places of my body.
Kartik: Are you enjoying, my wifey?
Haya: I would have stopped you the second time if I wasn’t.
Hearing this, he got on top of me, holding my hands above my head and kissed me deeply, rubbing his body on mine. After some time, he got hard again and asked me.
Kartik: Ready for another round?
H (with a smile): You’re asking as if my opinion matters.
He laughed and came over to me and told me, looking into my eyes
Kartik: The only thing that matters tonight is how much I can put my cum in you.
And there I was, getting banged 3rd time by a guy I met just a few hours ago. It felt different and yet awesome, being fucked by a stranger. This time, he was getting a little rough. He started talking much dirtier, though swear words normally turned me off. His words made me feel nice.
Kartik: Why don’t we get a woman like you to marry? If you were my wife, I would never have to masturbate or ever look at any other woman. My wife doesn’t give me pleasure, and your husband doesn’t give you pleasure. And here we are, giving each other so much pleasure.
Haya: Hmm
He slowed his strokes a little and held me tightly, his hands on my face, and said while looking into my eyes.
Kartik: If you were my wife, I would have put the entire world on your feet. Whatever you would have wished, I would have made it a reality.
I knew these were all just words, but it felt nice hearing them, and I just hugged him with love this time. He kept increasing the pace of his strokes and fucked me till he cum inside me again. As he was pulling out, he said
Kartik: Your husband is a lucky guy, but he can’t treat you like I do. So you are even luckier to have met me tonight.
Haya: You really know how to make me feel desired, feel loved, feel like a woman.
He held my hand, pulled me to him, and said.
Kartik: If you say such things after so much sex, I will only fuck you more. You aren’t just a woman. You are a treasure.
He kissed me some more and was getting hard again. He said.
Kartik: I thought I would leave you after fucking you this round. But now I am going to have to fuck you again. I am very tired, but still, let’s do one more round.
He took me on top of him, and I understood what he wanted me to do. I kissed his chest, which was manly and full of hair. I kept kissing downwards till I reached his cock and took it into my mouth. I licked the head and then the balls. Then I licked the length of his cock, making it fully hard.
It was so thick that I could barely get my fingers around his cock. I took it into my mouth and sucked it while looking into his eyes. I took it completely in my mouth, and he grunted in pleasure. I gagged but was still feeling proud of giving him the pleasure.
I could see some redness on the tip of his cock, and realised its a little sore from all the sex. I realised then that some of his grunts were of pain and not just pleasure. I still sat on him, and pushed his cock into my pussy and started riding him.
This time, he was moaning even more than me. But I was doing it in pleasure, and he was probably doing it in pain. I was jumping like a woman possessed, using his cock for my pleasure. I was getting crazy and used all my energy in that round.
I was feeling a little scared, hoping he didn’t hurt his cock. But I was still beyond caring and deriving as much pleasure as I could. We both finally orgasmed together, and I just lay down beside him, panting for breath. It was around 2 AM. I realised we had been going at it for a good 3 to 4 hours by now.
He pulled me close, and we slept like lovers. In the morning, when I woke up, I could feel him spooning me from behind. Rubbing his cock between my ass cheeks while using his hands to play with my boobs lazily. As he realised that I was awake too, he kissed and kissed my neck, wishing me good morning.
He turned me around to face him and started sucking on my boobs like a baby, drinking the milk in them. It made me feel nice, and I was enjoying the sensations. Once he was finally satisfied, he casually lifted my one leg in his hands and started to align his cock with my pussy.
Haya: You fucked me so much all night and still not satisfied?
Kartik: You are so beautiful, Haya, that I wouldn’t ever get satisfied with fucking you. Your body is crafted to give a man pleasure. What man could ever get satisfied with filling your pussy with his cum?
He was really holding my boobs tightly and stroking slowly but powerfully. This time, he came rather quickly, within 2-3 mins, but it was more than enough to make me orgasm again. I checked the time and saw it was nearly 7 AM.
Haya: I will get up late. I have to reach home and take care of my kids.
As soon as I started to stand up from the bed, my legs were shaking from all the sex all night. I realised my pussy was swollen, and it was paining. He noticed this and mocked me.
Kartik: This was what I really wanted to do to you. That’s the result of an awesome night spent together.
Haya: I want to get ready and leave. I am going to take a shower.
He got up too and took me to the bathroom, holding my hand. He made me stand below the shower and turned it on. I got all wet, and water was flowing all over my body. I looked down at his cock, and it was fully hard again! It was red. I realised that his cock was also swollen.
It looked somehow even more menacing. I understood at that moment that I was going to get fucked again for sure that morning. He turned me around, lifted my leg and placed my hands on the wall.
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